Sometimes Vix thinks when the Big Four-O comes along, she'll get an envelope from some exotic place and inside will be an airline ticket and a note - Come celebrate with me. Gus will say, "Go..don't worry about the kids." So she'll go. Caitlin will meet her at the airport, her hair flying in the wind. After they hug, Vix will hold Caitlin at arm's length for a minute. God, Caitlin, she'll say, You look so... grownup.
And Caitlin will laugh and answer, It's about time, don't you think?
- Picture taken during my walk outside, words from "Summer Sisters", Judy Blume.
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